Get Off Of My Cloud
(专辑: December's Children (And Everybody's) - 1965)
I
live on an apartment on the
ninety-ninth floor of my block And I
sit at home looking out the
window Imagining the
world has stopped Then in flies a
guy who's all dressed up just like a
Union Jack And says, "I've won five pounds if I
have his kind of detergent pack" I
said, "Hey, you, get off of my cloud Hey, you, get off of my cloud Hey, you, get off of my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two's a
crowd On my cloud, baby" The
telephone is ringing I
say, "Hi, it's me, who is it there on the
line?" A
voice says, "Hi, hello, how are you?" "Well, I
guess I'm doing fine" He says, "It's three A.M., there's too much noise Don't you people ever wanna go to bed? Because you feel so good Do you have to drive me out of my head?" I
said, "Hey, you, get off of my cloud Hey, you, get off of my cloud Hey, you, get off of my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two's a
crowd On my cloud, baby" I
was sick and tired, fed up with this And decided to take a
drive downtown It was so very quiet and peaceful There was nobody, not a
soul around I
laid myself out, I
was so tired And I
started to dream In the
morning the
parking tickets were just like flags Stuck on my windscreen I
said, "Hey, you, get off of my cloud Hey, you, get off of my cloud Hey, you, get off of my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two's a
crowd On my cloud" Hey, you, get off of my cloud Hey, you, get off of my cloud Hey, you, get off of my cloud Don't hang around baby two's a
crowd On my cloud Hey, you